Meet me in the cemetery before nightfall

Do you think Wyn pops the parasite eggs like those clay squish fidget toys? Is it like his equivalent of ASMR??

I just want a word. Call, message, send me a silly image, and I will answer. I will listen. I will be here, waiting, heart in my chest bleeding and aching for just one little text. Anything to know. I stare until the words are no longer words, and I wait, pleading, begging. This is a message. This is a cry for help. I want to be selfish for a moment and have your attention, but I know I don't have the privilege of your time. To you, I am just other. A secondary character to your whimsical story. But I am begging for the smallest scrap so my heart won't hurt so much anymore.

With Mother's Day coming up soon, my dad started asking what plans I had and stuff. So I told him I wanted to spend it with my step-mum since it'd be Mother's Day, and yknow, she's my mum. Long story short, she started crying, and now I have to get her the biggest Mother's Day present I can find for her